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My Last Duchess

Duke just lost wife after 3 years of marriage and is meeting with an agent from a Count to arrange a
marriage with his daughter. (I used the words ‘hook up with’ and Freddy began to bang his head against
the wall because of the connotation with the words ‘hook up with’)

They are in his large castle walking down to dinner and he is showing the agent many different pictures
and sculptures, but then, right before the stairs, is a large curtain coving a painting. The duke pulls back
curtain and begins to tell story of his late wife.

He says “She had a heart – how shall I say? – too soon made glad, too easily impressed…” In this, he
attacks his late wife for being so friendly and talking with others, he was a very jealous man and saw it
as flirting. These feelings stems from his feelings of inadequacy of himself.

He also says, “… she ranked my gift of a nine-hundred-year-old name with anybody’s gift…” In modern
English, he says, “Look at what I gave her, my great name to be associated with, and she doesn’t really
care that much.” He is very arrogant and prideful.

Later, he says, “This grew; I gave commands; then all smiles stopped together…” In modern English, he
says, “She didn’t appreciate me and was going to end up making a mistake and leaving me for another
man, so I had her killed, no big deal…” Remember who he is speaking to, the agent who is going to
arrange his marriage. He has not filter due to his pride and arrogance. Back to the curtain, he has it up
so only he can see her, now he has complete control.

Now the agent was selected for a rather important job, so we can assume that he is rather trustworthy.
He now goes back and is to tell the Count about the meeting and whether or not he should have his
daughter married with the duke. It is a safe bet that the duke will remain lonely a while longer.

Rossetti Background:

 comes from a literate family


 dad was a poet and exiled because of political stance
 mother was a friend and wrote with Lord Byron
 brother – Dante Gabriel Rossetti – was an author and artist, well known
 had another brother and sister who also wrote, but not nearly as famous
 she was very involved with the evangelical movement
 like Emily Dickenson and Jane Austen, never marries (you’ll see why in “No, Thank You, John”)
 has at least two suitors
o turns down the first because he was not religious enough
o turns down the second because he was protestant
 like Browning, only gives you part of the puzzle, you need to read between the lines
o almost like you walk into a play that is already going on for half an hour
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(Media Res) (John) “Will you marry me?”


(Narrator)---“No”
I never said I loved you, John: “Why, you said you loved me”
Why will you tease me day by day, ---“I never said I loved you”
And wax a weariness to think upon
“But you lead me on”
With always "do" and "pray"? ---“No I didn’t”
“O, yes you did”
You know I never loved you, John; ---“Even if you were to lead on, you know that I
No fault of mine made me your toast: never loved, and will never love you”
Why will you haunt me with a face as wan “(Pity card)…”
As shows an hour-old ghost?

I dare say Meg or Moll would take ---“If you want to play the pity card, I know two
Pity upon you, if you'd ask: people down the street who will happily play
And pray don't remain single for my sake you little games”
Who can't perform that task. “I don’t want them, I love you! And if I can’t
have you, then I will never love anyone else and
I have no heart?—Perhaps I have not; remain lonely forever.”
But then you're mad to take offence ---“O, shut up you whining little girl”
That I don't give you what I have not got: “Wow, you are a heartless bitch”
Use your own common sense. ---“Well that makes no sense, how can I love
you if I have no heart”
Let bygones be bygones: (conversation is becoming very bitter)
Don't call me false, who owed not to be true: “Why do you have to be so mean, it was you
I'd rather answer "No" to fifty Johns who was the two-face rotten lying whore”
Than answer "Yes" to you. ---“Don’t call me a liar, I have always believed
that I would never go out with you”
Let's mar our pleasant days no more,
Song-birds of passage, days of youth: “Why do you have to be so mean, it is a
Catch at today, forget the days before: beautiful day, why don’t we just get married,
I'll wink at your untruth. eat a picnic in the park, and live happily ever
after?”
Let us strike hands as hearty friends; (The worst card that a woman can play)
No more, no less; and friendship's good:
Only don't keep in view ulterior ends, ---“O John, I really don’t have feelings for you,
And points not understood Why don’t we just be friends? I will forget all
this nonsense. I want you to understand that
In open treaty. Rise above this is in no way saying that I love you, don’t get
Quibbles and shuffling off and on: false ideas, and let us just be friends.”
Here's friendship for you if you like; but love,—
(and know you know why she never married)
No, thank you, John.

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